Wrote these about a year ago (after playing Ghost Of Tsushima, which is a fantastic game by the way). Decided I’d post them because why not.
When you are at war
Honour is a privilege
Survival is not
Watch the river flow
Down to that place you would go
Never been there though
Life is like a clock
Never does it truly stop
It just goes tick tock
Stare at the blue sky
Wonder if the day will die
Then wave it goodbye
Pick at the hard scab
Memories of what you had
Fleeting like the jab
Death is like a dream
In it you might hear a scream
Tear out the old seam
Rotting in the ground
All because you were too proud
Lust became your shroud
Worming up the wall
Looking for a line to pull
Before the final call
Simon A Jackson - Writer 